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The celebration that followed the bonding ceremony was a very happy affair. By now, most of the guests knew about Jared and Jensen finding each other again, which added to the romance of the occasion. There was food aplenty, the wine flowed, toasts were made and tales were told. Those that wanted to dance spilled out on to the wide terrace as the musicians continued to play.

Jared whispered in Jensen’s ear that he wanted to have him to himself, a thought that sent a shiver rippling down Jensen’s spine. They got to their feet, intending to slip away without anyone noticing, but Mike spotted them, and stood up to offer a toast.

“To the happy couple. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

The hall erupted with cheers and cat calls, and Jensen blushed all the way to his toes as Jared dragged him out of the hall. They spilled into Jared’s rooms laughing, giddy on the happy atmosphere of the night.

Neither of them had drunk much. They didn’t have to, they were already intoxicated with each other, and both knew where the night would end. They left a trail of clothes across the sitting room and into the bedroom, where Jared lay Jensen down on the bed and kissed every inch of his skin.

“Turn over.” Jared urged, and Jensen did, spreading his legs, remembering Jared’s touches from the day before and the promise that tonight he’d give Jensen more.

Jared kissed the base of Jensen’s spine, and whispered over his skin. “No holding back tonight, no waiting for my command. I want to see you come apart.”

Jensen shivered, then cried out as Jared’s tongue pushed inside his ass without warning. It wiggled and squirmed inside him, making Jensen shudder and buck against the crisp cotton sheets.

“Jared …” Jensen groaned and felt Jared’s lips, which were pressed against his skin, curl into a smile. “Want more, want you to fuck me, please Jared.”

The tongue disappeared and strong hands turned Jensen over, pushing his legs apart. “I can’t deny you anything.” Jared dipped his head and kissed the tip of Jensen’s hard cock, lapping at the moisture that seeped from the slit. He reached over to the night stand and picked up a small bottle of oil. He drizzled some onto his fingers and reached down to press a finger against Jensen’s hole. Already pliant from the intrusion of his tongue, one finger slipped in easily.

Jensen’s breath hitched and he focused on his breathing and relaxed, letting Jared in further.

“Now, please, I want you now.” Jensen sat up, reached for the oil, and dripped some onto Jared’s erection, smearing it up and down the hard flesh as Jared continued to work his fingers in and out of Jensen’s hole.

Jensen laid back down and pulled his knees back, an invitation Jared couldn’t resist. The head of his dick pressed against Jensen’s ass, meeting little resistance. Jensen pushed down, and then Jared was slipping inside, stretching Jensen wide, and leaving him panting. Jared pulled back a little, then thrust back in. As the feeling of being filled and opened intensified, Jensen arched his back off the bed, throwing his head back and reaching out for Jared, pulling him closer.

“Hold me down.” Jensen whispered.

Jared pulled back, looking deep in Jensen’s eyes. This had to be something he wanted, not just something he knew that Jared would want.

Jensen stretched his arms above his head, the invitation clear. Jared growled, shifting his position so that he could grasp Jensen’s wrists in one hand and run the other one down his body as he fucked him, each thrust harder, deeper than the one before.

Jensen moaned, and twisted in Jared’s grasp, testing his hold. Jared tightened his grip and Jensen smiled. He liked it, liked the feeling of being completely owned and possessed by Jared, knowing he could trust him completely.

Between their bodies, Jensen’s dick was trapped, the delicious friction as Jared moved against him becoming almost unbearable.

“Please, more, need more …”

Jared canted his hips changing the angle, and pounded into Jensen mercilessly. Jensen was lost in a haze of sensation, and when Jared slammed his mouth against Jensen’s pushing his tongue inside, it pushed Jensen over the edge. He cried out as he came, cock spurting between them, his ass tightening around Jared, who followed him, pumping his release into Jensen over and over.

The pair of them lay in a sweaty heap afterwards, neither wanting to move. Jensen felt sore, but in a good way. He gazed over at Jared, with his hair stuck to his neck and a blissful fucked out smile on his face and couldn’t believe how lucky he was.

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Days passed before either of them felt like leaving Jared’s rooms. Servants would knock and place trays of food and drink on the table and take away the empty dishes from their previous meal. They’d smile at the groans and moans coming from the bedroom, and leave the two lovers to themselves.

Eventually, they emerged, freshly bathed, to take breakfast with the King and Queen. Jensen knelt at Jared’s side, smiling softly at the way Jared’s fingers traced patterns on the nape of his neck. When Jared suggested that he and Jensen take a walk, the King and Queen gave each other knowing looks.

They walked through the woods, lingering for a while at the tree house, remembering how they’d played there when they were younger. Jared took Jensen’s hand and led him further, along the path Jensen knew led to the castle he’d lived in as a child. Jensen didn’t know if he was ready to go back, to see it in the state of disrepair it had fallen into, but with Jared by his side, he knew he would be able to finish it.

But as they approached, he was surprised to see that the gardens that he thought would be overgrown, had been recently tended. In what had been the vegetable garden, there were rows of rich, freshly turned earth, and all the trees had been pruned back.

Jensen turned to Jared, but his mate just smiled and walked on. They reached the front of the castle, and Jensen stared. A flag hung outside, with the Ackles crest proudly displayed on it. The windows were all open, the clean glass glinted in the sunlight, and white curtains billowed in the breeze.

“Jared,” Jensen whispered. “You did this?”

“I wanted to give it back to you,” Jared smiled. “And I left the inside for us to do together. If you want to. If you want to live here again.”

“Both of us?”

“Yes, both of us,” Jared grinned. “We could do with somewhere of our own to live, and I thought …”

Jensen cut him off with a kiss. “Yes, yes, I want that. You’ve given me so much, you’ve given me my life back. How can I ever repay you?”

“I’ve got all I want right here with you.” Jared pulled Jensen close and as Jensen looked into eyes full of love, he decided that maybe, happy endings were possible after all.

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Notes:

I wrote a big chunk of this while I was lazing on my parent's couch on Boxing Day of 2010. It was inspired by this prompt, posted on one of

spn_hardcore's comment fic memes:

in a land where bdsm and D/s relationships are the norm, Prince Jared has been forced by his father, the King, to throw a Bondage Ball to find his mate. The ball is open to every person in the kingdom to give Jared the widest choice of potential mates.

Jensen, orphaned and with no choice but to live with his evil stepfather and step brothers - who keep him tied in strict bondage when he's not cleaning up after them, knows that they will never let him go to the ball. Jensen, desperate to escape his "family," despairs in ever being allowed to find a true Dom for himself, until his Fairy Bondage Godfather helps him and dresses him for the ball.

The original prompt is here, and if anyone recognises it as theirs, I'd like to thank them for the inspiration :)

I went back to it late last year, thinking that I'd work on it and post it around Christmas time, but then I saw the

j2_fairytales challenge and signed up for it. Which I'm glad of because it gave me more time to work on it, and it ended up having a darker edge to it than I originally intended.

Thank you to the lovely mods for running the challenge :)

Oh, and any resemblence between Jensen's fairy godmother and The Comedian from Watchmen is completely intentional :P